(C12) creepy ass doll 2 electric boogaloo

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(3d person POv)

(Y/N) woke up to find a Rabbid snoozing soundly on her couch. She rubbed her eyes, a mix of exhaustion and surprise coursing through her veins. Her mind immediately shifted gears to her morning routine.

With a yawn and a stretch, she wandered into the kitchen, intending to prepare breakfast. As she hummed a tune to herself, a peculiar sensation tingled at the back of her mind, a lingering discomfort she tried to shrug off.

The kitchen felt oddly colder than usual, and just as she reached for the utensils, an unexpected commotion startled her. One of the wooden crosses adorning her living room wall flew off, clattering loudly against the opposite wall, a forceful movement that defied any rational explanation.

Her heart skipped a beat, her breath caught in her throat. (Y/N) froze, staring wide-eyed at the cross now lodged firmly into the wall, her mind racing to comprehend the inexplicable event.

"Okay, what the fuck?" she muttered under her breath, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and frustration. Her gaze darted around the room, a wave of agitation washing over her.

In that moment of heightened emotions, she shot a glare towards the clown doll, her thoughts turning sharp as she mentally expressed her exasperation and irritation towards the unsettling toy.

"What the fucks your problem, huh?" she grumbled, her voice a low murmur laced with irritation. It felt oddly liberating yet unsettling to vent her frustrations at the doll, as if she were challenging whatever mysterious force seemed to accompany it.

Despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins, (Y/N) hesitated, her rational side attempting to dispel the rising sense of dread. She shook her head, attempting to regain her composure. With a deep breath, she approached the fallen cross, carefully removing it from the wall and placing it back in its original spot, trying to ignore the lingering sense of unease that lingered in the air.

As she busied herself with restoring the room to its previous state, a nagging feeling persisted, reminding her that something inexplicable lingered within her home.

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